The master passed away was too late to avoid it, so he had to use a thousand-pound pendant. Suddenly, his moves changed, his fists turned into palm techniques, and the "Vajra Palm" hit him head-on! He heard a loud "peng" sound, and Song Yuanqiao was knocked into the sky!

Looking at the Master of Death, the competition platform under his feet was actually broken! It was made of solid logs! You can imagine how powerful it is? Yu Feiyang couldn't help but applaud when he saw this! It seems that the skills of the two people are in no way different!

Song Yuanqiao fell lightly on the ground and bowed: "Master, you are really good at kung fu!", "Hahaha! Donor Song, each other!"

"Master, be careful!" Song Yuanqiao is worthy of being a famous gentleman in Wudang. He competes with others and never sneak attacks. He even tells his opponent when he takes action! He is a real gentleman! He is floating under his feet, as if he is stepping on the central palace, or standing steadily. He snatches in and falls on the master of passing away! The master of passing away quickly took a step back, swung his right fist and hit Song Yuanqiao's face! The fist wind is so shocking! Song Yuanqiao's face is blown up! This is "subduing dragons and subduing tigers","

The ultimate move of Vajra Tiger Fist! Song Yuanqiao held his feet, leaned back, and waved to the right as if he was swinging! His right palm suddenly exploded! A palm was printed on the left hip of the passerby! With a "puff", the passerby was beaten horizontally! When he was about to land, he suddenly kicked the ground with his right foot and flew over in a diagonal thorn! His body spiraled out, his palms swapped, and he slapped it in a series of shots! Song Yuanqiao couldn't hide, and was patted on his right shoulder, and took a few big steps back! He just stood firm with the stake!

Song Yuanqiao gave a deep gift: "Yuanqiao lost! Master is good at kung fu!"

The Master of Passion smiled and said, "You and I are just the same, but your internal strength is slightly worse! After all, you and I are a little different from each other for more than ten years of skill! It should be a draw!" The Master of Passion is worthy of being a monk who has achieved enlightenment. Even if he wins, he will not embarrass his opponent! "Thank you for your advice! Yuanqiao is convinced!" Song Yuanqiao clasped his fists and stepped down! The Master of Passion also stepped down to rest! "The first game, the Master of Passion won!" Zhou Zhiruo said loudly.

"The second game, Yang Lianchu of the Huashan Sect fights Yun Zhongzi of the Qingcheng Sect!" Yang Lianchu had already entered the world at the age of fifteen. With the "Zixia Sword" in his hand, he obtained the true teachings of Huashan Sword Technique, possessing the "Zixia Divine Art" to protect his body, combining the Qi Sect Qi Sect and the Sword Sect, which combined the Huashan Sword Sect, and realized the situation of the collapse of the Qi Sect Sect, the Qi Sect's Sword Sect for hundreds of years. He married Feng Piaoling, the daughter of Feng Jiuzhou, the Qi Sect's daughter, and the two families married from then on. Huawei and Yang Lianchu won the throne of the leader in one fell swoop and carried forward the Huashan Sword Skill!

Yang Lianchu walked onto the stage and clasped his fists and said, "You are so safe, Taoist priest? I haven't seen Taoist priest for a while!"

Yun Zhongzi bowed and smiled, "Wuliang Tianzun! He promoted the donor's swordsmanship and was unique in the world. If the old Taoist no longer worked hard, he would not even have the qualifications to compete! I have been in seclusion for a year recently and have studied Qingcheng swordsmanship. I have achieved some success. Today I just happened to confirm with Yang Daxia to see if the old Taoist's swordsmanship has improved!"
Chapter completed!